VOL. 1 --NO 147.
THOMASVILLE, GEORGIA, FRIDAY.MORNING, NOVEMBER 1, 1889
S5.00 PER ANRTtTM
We have heard
people wonder why
it is that at Lohn
stein’s you can al
Ways find more
customers than at
any other place in
This question we
can easily answer:
The people like to
trade at Lohnsteins
1st. Because they
receive every possi
ble attention and
the proprietor, as
well as from the
they find a better
selection of goods
Rfoat Lohnstein’s than
§■ at any other place
in town, and
Last, but not
least, because a dol-
lar goes farther and
reaches deeper at
great variety of
stock, small mar
gins and quick
sales; These are the
cardinal reasons for
our flattering and
cess. And the good
work still goes on.
and see us
this week. * We
will divide profits
Dry goods, cloth
ing, shoes, hats,
complete in every
gains in eVery line.
They are waiting
for you. Come and
“Is this the telegraph office?'’
Asked a childish voice one day,
As I noted the click of mj instrumeot
With Its message from fair away.
As I ceased, I turned; at mj elbow
(Stood the merest scrap of a boy,
Whoso chiIJieb face was all aglow
With the light of a sudden joy.
The golden curls on his forehead,
Shaded eyes of the deepest blue,
As if a bit of summer sky
Had lost In them Its hue.
They scanned my office rapidly,. >■■■,'
From celling down to floor,
Then turned on mine their eager gaze,
As he asked the question o’er.
“Is this the telegraph office?”
“It is, my little man,"
I said, “pray tell me what you want,
And I’ll help yon if I can.”
Then the blae eyes grew more teger, -
And the breath came thick and fast;
And I sew within the chabby hands,
A folded paper grasped.
“Nurso told me,” he said, “that the lightning
Came down on the wires some day;
And my mama has gone to heaven,
And I’m lonely einco she’s away,
For my papa is very busy
And hasn’t much time for me,
So I thought I’d write her a letter -
And I’ve brought itfor ydtt to see.
“I’ve printed it big, so the angels
Could read it quick, the name,
And carry it straight to my, manta,
And fell her how It came;
And now, won’t you pleats to take it, ‘
And throw it good and strong,
Against the wires in a funder shower,
And tholightniog will take it along."
Ah! what could I tell the darling?
For my eyes were filling fnst,
I turned away to hide the tcnr3, -
But I cheerfully spoke at last;
‘I’ll do the best I can, my child,”
’Twos all that I could say;
“Thank you,” he said, then scanned the sky,
"D t you thick it wlll funder to-day 7”.
But the blue skies smiled in answer,
Lost some of its gladsome,light,:
“But nurse,” he said, “Iflstay so long, _ ,
Won’t let me come any more;
So good-bye, I’ll come to see you again
Bight after a funder shower.”
will pay you.
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The Great Leader, and Benefactor,
132 BitOAD ST. :
West Virginia's Feud. ■
Wheeling, W. Va., Oct. >9.—Lin
coln county, or at least thafpajrtof it
around the county 1leaf, is now in a
ferment of excitement concerning the
fearful tragedy enacted within the bor
der of the county on Thursday night
of last week. There is quite a degree
of interest manifested to get accurate
details of the double killing, at 'Omni
Shouls on the above night. The' in
telligence from that section is meagre,
but enough is known to - satisfy : ,the
most credulous that Oreen McCoy and
Milt Haley were riddled with bullets
on the night In question by an organ
ized force numbering about sixty
The last report received—and from
a reliable man who was detained sev-
eral days—is to the effect that McCoy
and Haley implicated other prominent
patties in the Bluefietd tragedy, alleg
log that they, McCqy and Haley, were
hired to kill little £1 Brumfield, his
wile and Parson Brumfield, and that
they received $500, or were to when
the job was completed. The attempt
on little Al and hi* wife is well known,
a fid that the programme was not fully
carried out was because the Brumfields
nere.too hot on the tracks of the as.
sassins. The report further says that
the result of these disclosures has
brought about open hostilities, and
that the entire district is arrayed either
on one side or the other, and that they
are congregated, well armed, and that
the aspect is most threatening.
The Dead Fireman’s Baby.
From the San Francisco Examiner.
“What is the matter with my par
Steve Neall’s five year-old daughter
had caught sight of her dead father
in his coffin last Friday evening and
asked the question ot those who had
gathered around, the bier.
“Papa is asleep,” they told her.
“Why is papa in that ugly box ?”
“He can sleep better there.
“Good night, papa.”
She passed into an adjoining room
and was soon asleep.
The mourners sat about the coffin
of the dead fireman all night.
Shortly before 1 "o’clock in the
moniing the gong on the wall that
had so often summoned him .on his
duty clanged an alarm for the Folk
street fire. It had sounded once and
was repeating the alarm when the
little girl came flying into the room
in her long, white nightdress,
She looked at the silent watchers,
and then ran to the side- of the dead
man. Climbing on a chair, she
reached into the coffin and shook her
father by the shoulder.
“Papa, papa, wako up 1” she cried.
“There’s.a fire I Wake up!”
The looks of the people in the room
and the strange stillness of her fath
er frightened her.
- “Wake up, please, papa,” she
pleaded, her voice beginning to quiv
er, “Can’t you hear the bell ? You’ll
miss the. fire.”
The father still not opening, his
eyes, she looked around wondcringly
and then added what she thought
could not fait to bring him to his feet:
“Wake up, papa. You’ll miss the
fire and be fiiredl”
When he did not stir she knew that
A:,i U.C sun shone doling bright; something was wrong, and turned her
.And bis face, as ho slowly turned away, - -
tearful, puzzled faco to the Older peo
“Never mind the. beH/^Tfiil’Itng,-
some one 'answered,.“papa won’t go
to the fire to-night.” ”
“But,” persisted the baby, “he al
ways .got up, before when the bell
rung—why wouldn’t he wake up ?
What’s mamma ’ crying for ? What’s
everybody crying for?”
And the troubled little child burst
into tears, and, crying piteously at
what she did not know, was gently
parried back to her oot to cry herself
to sleep again,
Could Not Wed.
Boston Courier: “And what an
swer do you make to my appeal ?” he
asked, as ho knelt at her feet. 7
“James, I will be frank with you,”
“Oh, speak!” he implored, “and
relieve mo from the agony of sus
pense.-” . -
“Then let me say it cannot be.
“Why noCT* Oh, why not?” ■
“Because, James, I do not feel able e ffort ,0 be made to enforce a
to support a husband,” I of the system..—London Truth.
They Killed It.
The bill by My. McDaniel, of Car-
'roll;'entitled an act to protect sheep
raising industries of the state, came
up again yesterday.
The bill was voted upon once and
Then it was reconsidered.
: Mr, McDaniel, the author of the
measure, made a strong speech, in
favor of its^mage. -
Mclver, of Liberty, followed in a
quaint—but sensible—speech' Oppos
ing the bill. Once befoie Mclver
spoke:on the bill, and that time on
the other side.
The vote was 72 tor 60.
Not having the requisite constitu
tional majority, the bill was lost.
Condition of London Cemeteries.
Tbp recent official return on the
condition of the London cemeteries
is unsavory enough. In Brothton
cemetery, with an area of 38 acres,
there have been buried within less
than 50 years 155,064 bodies, while
in the Tower Hamlets cemetery, with
twelve acres less, in about the same
time, the number -is 247,000. When
it is remembered that these masses of
subterranean corruption are accumu
lated in the midst of populous districts;
that the soil is peculiarly unfitted for
the purpose, and that, in addition,
every artificial means is adopted for
ptoloogiQg the natural process of de
composition. Surely it is dear that
the time has come for a practical
effort to be made to enforce a reform
A THRILLING EXPERIENCE.
How a Man Feels .When a Swordsman
Oufs Apples on his Head.
I once let a professional swordsman
cut apples in two while I held them
on my head and ou the palm of my
hand, arid 111 never do it again, lays
a writer in the St. Louis Globe-Dem
ocrat. The experience is ton thrill
ing for the plain citizen who is not
military in his tastes. I was with a
show when the regular assistant of
the swordsman went on a strike. The
swordsman was in a dreadful fume as
he thought of disappointing the crowd
of spectators that night. He came
behind the scenes at ia rehearsal and
called for a volunteer. “I’ll give 825
to the man who’ll hold the apple for
me,” said he. No one volunteered,
and I daringly put in my oar. ‘Til
do it if you will give me a rehearsal.”
“No rehearsal,’’ he said, emphatical
ly; “it will shatter your nerves so that
you will tremble like an aspen leaf
when you come out at the perform
ance.” * •
So I went out when night came,
the upper part of my body covered
with a thin silk vest. It was cold,
anyway, hnd I trembled abominably.
He saw it, but said nothing to me.
1 held the apple on my extended
hand, and it shook. I could feel it
shaking, and felt ashamed, but I
couldn’t control the nervousness. I
turned away my head; he made a few
rapid feints, and I knew by the ap
plause that the applo had fallen. I.
didn’t feol-the blade as it eutthrougb.
Then I knelt down, and he put
another apple on my neck. I kuew
this was really dangerous, for if his
hand slipped he might decapitate me.
I shut my eyes. In a. second, which
seemed an kourto.rae, I felt . a thin
cold line touch my neck, and there
was more appluae.w
In that instantjjhoufirht.of- Mme.
Roland and the guillotine, and came
near fainting. lie told mo to get up,
and I followed him, feeling rather
dazed, to the dressing-room. I thought
I must he cut, the touch of the steel
had been so plainly felt but the look
ing-glass showed me that there was
not a mark on me. But I was aw
fully pale. The next night we got a
regular man ta hold the apple.
this company will bid twelve and a
half cents, and should Governor Gor
don approve the bill, there is little
probability that the state will get
more than the minimum price for this
vast and valuable area.
' It is to be regretted that the legis
lature should favor the sale of this
part of the public domain, which is
constantly increasing in value, with
out any reasonable chance of obtain
inga fair price for it, and at the same
session should show a determination
to hold on to a railroad which is now
the source ot serious complications
and h liable to be a troublesome piece
of property as long as it belongs to
the state. The legislature would have
been wise if it had reversed its policy
on these two questions. It ought to
have kept Okefenokee and sold the
The Okefenokee Swamp Bill.
From the Telegraph,
There- ia no good reason why the
state should now put up the Okefono
keeWamp for sale, and the determi
nation of the legislature to throw it
on the market is to be regretted.
There are grave objections to the
bill which has passed both houses,
both on general principles and rela
tive to its particular form.
The time for advertising is not
long enougb nor is sufficient provision
made for publication of the value of
this great tract.
Tho minimum price is ridiculously
low. There are nearly half a million
acres in this area, most of it heavily
timbered, and n great portion of it
susceptible of easy drainage. A large
part of this so-celled swamp is higher
than the surrounding country, and
can be made very valuable for agri
cultural purposes and a source of tim
ber supply, i And yet the .bill pro
vides that it may be sold for as little
as twelve arid a . half cents an acre.
This bill, as it was first offered, pro
posed to sell the property to,a specifi
ed company at. this nominal price,
and, Strange to say, eyen in that form
it was reported favorably'by a major!
ty of the committee to Which it was.
referred. The amendjnent requiring
advertisement and sal* to the highest
bidder, improved the bill vastly, but
it did oot make it worthy of passage.
The agents of tb^ company in
whose interest this billies first in
troduced, have made an,:xamjnation
of the laud uud possess;/ advantages
which no other bidden can hope to
obtain within tho limited period dur
ing which this valuablfffproperty is to
is advertised. It is ’announced that
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Fertilizer Works Burned.
Kansas City, Mo., Oct. 29.—Fire
which threatened to destroy the mam
moth packing houses of Armour &
Co., in Kansas City, Kan., was discov
ered in. the fertiizer works of that city
this morning. The fire started in the
south end of the building and spread
with amazing rapidity amid the inflam
mable contents. The firemen of Ar
mour & Co.,were quickly on the scene,
and were soon followed by the depart
ment from this city and Kansas City
Their combined efforts to extinguish
the blaze were of no avail, and in an
hour and a half they gave up the fight
and directed their efforts toward saving
adjoining buildings. In this they
were successful. In three quarters, of
an hour after the fire was discovered
the east wall fell, and soon afterwards
the entire building was in ruins and its
contents wholly destroyed.
The loss is estimated at $iio,ooo,
$30,000 on the building, $60,000 on
the machinery and the balance on the
contents. The whole is fully covered
by insurance! When' the fire started
there were three negroes asleep in the
third story of the building. The
watchman saw two of them escape
and went to arouse the third, Robert
Parton, but was driven back by the
flame and smoke, and it is thought
that the negro perished in the flames.
Why they Often Fail-
Young men may fail to get on in
this world because they neglect small
opportunities. Not being faithful in.
little thing, they, are not promoted to
the charge of greater things. A young
man .who gets a subordinate situation
sometimes thinks it is not necessary
for him to give it much attention.
He waits till he gets a place of re
sponsibility, and then he will show
people what he can do. This is a
very great mistake. Whatever bis
situation may be, he should master it
in all its duties faithfully. The habit
of doing , his work thoroughly and
conscientiously is what is most likely
to enable a young man to make bis
way. With this habit,' a person of
only ordinary abilities would outstrip
one of greater talents who is in the
habit of slighting subbrdinate matters.
But, after all, the mere adoption
by a young man of this great essen
tial rule of success shown him to be
possessed of superior abilities.
The Safest Part of the Train.
That was a keen observer who ex
claimed, as he clambered over the
wreck at Ninth and Brown streets yes.
teiday, that he would not ride hereaf
ter on either end of a railroad train.
The middle cars are always the safest..
They do not receive a destructive blow
from either a front or rear collision; if
the engine leaves the track they usually
remaiu in place, and they are never
snapped off as the rear car sometimes
is. Almost ihe only case in which the
middle cars suffer, Is when they. arc
thrown off track by the breaking ot a
coupling or some part of the running
gear, and that is as likely to happen: 10
one part of the train as another.—Phil
Now Going on
Our Mr. Levy
having closed out,
while in N e w York,
large lots of
ALSO A LARGE LOOT,
Misses’ and Childrens’
Cloaks & Reefers,
direct from the
feel confident in as
serting that our
on them are
the cost of manu
Call early before
the choice ones are